the happy news you always forget to read


JANUARY 17th, 2019



There are two very important facts you need to know which will change your life, well… more or less: One – our team has a new very motivated member. You’ll meet him as soon as you’ll place an order on our shop. He helps delivering you the goodies. And two, Random Blue Monday. Oh, you’ll love it. Why? Well, because 70% OFF! One whole day of HUGE SALES on all orders placed online. Basically you get a discount of 70%  for any item you buy from our shop on the 21st of January. 24 hours of madness. Yes, it will be challenging and delivery may take a while and, most important this discount is applied only to orders placed on our shop.

How does it work?

As simple as this: You place your order as usual and then we mail you with the discount price and we ship your stuff.

Are you in?



JANUARY 11th, 2019



Last summer I received this swim good piece from the designer, and friend, behind one of my favorite local brands: Skin Deep. But I did not get to wear it until recently.

 You know why?

Not that I’d like to bore anyone with a lot of blah-blahs, but I am young women born an raised in the Balkans, and as much as we don’t like to admit it, or we choose to pass by it in denial, this specific cultural area has had young women coming out more like less coming and more staying in the closet. When it comes to self-confidence, of course. And other topics we can discuss later on.

Growing up with beauty standards and being taught by the masculine presence in my family that validation comes from social aspects and that knowing if you are doing good, or if you are doing right, would always end up being a reality check with the outside, never with the inside.

I am not saying that sometimes it did not help, what I am saying is that this particular upbringing has fed over the years an insecurity with my own body, digesting it slowly into an identity crisis, and ultimately to a lot of unhappiness.

Everywhere I look there’s an undeniable thirst for packaging, for human branding – the illusion of social media that makes introverts become extroverted, and extroverts quiet with letters, it distorts reality, gender, perception and it feeds a type of desire that can be poisonous for the soul. It makes you desire a smaller waist, perfect skin, bigger boobs, smaller boobs, it tells you that men like skinny, but then again, men like also curvy, that trends are a tic-tac of anorexia and bulimia, ass twerking and filtered beauty that leaves nothing but error to the beholder.

All these mistakes have only led to insecurities, and all those insecurities have only led to bad decisions in my private life over the years. I chose so many wrong guys just because I though that was all my worth. I cried. I did therapy. I lost myself between swipes and likes for validation, men who never appreciated me for what I really am as a woman.

Because I never did really appreciate myself.

I learned and I am still learning that there’s so much more to every single one of us out there . That self-love and care is vital. That no one will be able to tell your worth better than yourself. That beauty and stories lie in stretch marks, yet they also lie with scars that are not visible to the eye. That everything heals with kindness, patience and hard work.

Write your chapters proudly and let them read you. Honesty is fuel to beauty.

For all the women out there who have been bullied at least once in their life, never be afraid of who you are, of your personal truth.

Carina Calin is the founder & finder of Detox+ Market



JANUARY 10th, 2019



This is a post about how my interview was published in – for which I am most grateful. There’s not much to say, except that I am happy and have this nice feeling in my gut. Good things are about to happen. Read all about my creative philosophy here.

Marina (Moldovan) is the founder and creative director of Skin Deep





                      SOMETHING SMART

But I actually have no rabbits in my pocket.

Which is actually pretty scary since January is my month of profound thoughts and intense creativity. Since I promised myself to only deliver good news, here it is: There are strong chances, Skin Deep will be launching a mini-collection of cheeky, silky undies next month. Even though I barely started working on it, I have it all crystal-clear in my mind palace. Till then I strongly encourage you to subscribe to our newsletter here.






OK, OK, OK. 2k18 is over, so I made a short review, after a little shot of hazelnut Schnapps and a well-deserved break from the internet & SM (where SM means social media, not some abbreviation for sexual practice). I would probably rate this year somewhat  3/5 ⭐️ – less than the usual, for all the not so comfortable experiences. But then again, without those, how can one develop into a better person? So actually, thank you life and thank you, 2018.

1. Best thing I learned this year was self-respect which brings along the love for self everyone is making such a big fuss about.

2. The power of saying NO along the wisdom of knowing when to say that – those two can bring so much inner peace, surprisingly

3. I am not pizza. I said it before but now I really mean it.

4. I learned that it is possible to visit the whole world almost broke. Or at least many parts of Europe.

5. The law of attraction is real af.

6. It’s okay to be different but the world is so confused atm it can make you doubt that.

 7. The meaning of ”me time”

8. Friends are those lifelong stickers who truly understand you. And most importantly THEY DON’T JUDGE.

9. Thanks to all those people who helped me be creative, you know exactly who you are.

1o. Thanks to all of you who helped me see the truth and bared with all my drama.

11. And last but not least, thank you internet for helping me get 70% off on my favorite sneakers.

Long story short – even though my arm is pointing relatively to the ground, I am still aiming to the ceiling and balancing along the way. Have an easy slide into the following year and may it be all glitter and unicorns.







Raise boys and girls the same way. With the same respect, love and common sense. Teach them how to share the same respect, the same common sense and the same love, one for self and one for another. This is not just a manifesto. This is not another warning. This is not some random story. Because no story is random and no story is unimportant. The story speaks about fear, vulnerability and assault. Feelings no one should feel.  So, raise boys and girls the same way.






















I was looking for the car. It was parked 100m away from the pin. I called the driver who apologized for missing the meeting point. All good. Got in, put my headphones on and went on social media.Text pops on my phone: “Sorry for missing the meeting point. Next drive is on me.” Took my headphones off and asked: 
– Have you just texted me?
– Oh, yes. Didn’t want to bother. Your next drive is on me.
I politely replied:
– Ok, thanks. – I put my headphones back and press play. 
– Where are you heading? He asked.
– Ahem… (wtf – I thought – Waze should know that) 
– Work or home?
– … (wtf again) Work – I replied.
– Ok great. How long will you be? I can come pick you up after you finish.
I didn’t want that. It sounded creepy. I thought we were just being polite making conversation. At least i was. 
– I donno.
– Come on, make an estimate an hour half an hour?
This was making me feel very uncomfortable, so uncomfortable my hands were sweating.
– I honestly don t know.
– Ok, I tell you what, I give you my phone no and you call me when you are done. 
– Ok I replied with a  scared voice – thinking that that will be that and i could go on scrolling. But I felt extremely uncomfortable atm. 
Two minutes later:
– Ok, you know what, you just call me now so that i have your phone no. Do you have WhatsApp? Ok that was getting a bit too weird, i was a bit too scared and we were in the middle of nowhere, reaching the destination but still in a bad neighborhood. I thought it would be best to just give him my number, get there safely and then block him. I couldn’t think of anything smarter and didn’t want to push any limits. 
– Ok.
– Oh, Marina what a nice name, lovely to meet you – He turns around to shake hands. I politely shake hands and start texting some friends. I then get this brilliant idea to call my friend and engage in a long conversation till i get out. Done. Just before reaching destination I ask the driver to pull over, because I am in a hurry. I get out of the car and start walking. My hands are sweaty I am sweaty, heart is racing and i cannot focus. I reach my destination and notice his car in front of it. Seconds later my phone beeps. Texts from the mf driver from hell. Some of which i can t translate because of super bad typo and others like “Marina you call me when you finish okay?” I block him and report his action. My day is fucked. I have now a little idea what it feels like to be harassed and think fearfully of what rape feels like. My stomach aches and  i try fishing some empathy from others. Conclusion: there is a deep lack of empathy and may come from fear of the fear or simply not giving a fuck, which i don t really dig. And that is not ok at all to feel unsafe in public transportation, aggressors are real, being vulnerable sucks and harassment is traumatizing.
It has got to stop.